I was thinking of the wrong Dr. Cox. The one that looks like JZ. Imagine my surprise, Cindy.
Natter 46: The FIGHTIN' 46
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have finally learned out to make egg salad. I count it as one of the achievements I'd be willing to put on a tombstone, because, lo, egg salad is as an avatar of the Divine, a brief manifestation of all that is good in the Universe, and a blessing to all who partake of it.
And everyone who doesn't like it means I can bogart the bowl for myself.
TypoBoy's perfect egg is my perfect egg. It's lovely.
We have pie too! Now that we are done with our yummy dinner, we may even have some.
I was thinking of the wrong Dr. Cox. The one that looks like JZ. Imagine my surprise, Cindy.
Hee! That puts a whole new face on things.
I like pie.
You know what? I think there's something wrong when this: [link] is my default LJ icon. But seriously, this is where I am mentally these days.
Would you like to come have pie with us, Katie?
Ugh, Brenda. I hope the work stuff gets better.
When is pie, Lee? I sure do like pie.
Off to el aeropuerto to pick up my sister. Vacation is over.
We could have pie now, or later, or maybe next weekend.